The Season Songtext
von Cold Wrecks

It was a long week, barely worth the memory
And then another, dragging uneventfully
And I don′t know how many more had passed before
I realized I've been here all to frequently

It′s the season
I'm repeating
Hopeless lines
I've practiced one too many times
Losing sight
Deluded into thinking that
Self-aware means self-loathing

We had a long fight, barely saying anything
Another retread of boring insecurities
And when I don′t speak
You can′t know what I mean
We run in silence
Building distance in between


It's the season
I′m repeating
Hopeless lines
I've practiced one too many times
Losing sight
Deluded into thinking that
Self-aware means self-loathing

So I can justify the all-too-frequent tendency
Of criticizing people happier than me
Self-aware means self-loathing

You know, the cold wrecks my ability
To function half-appropriately
While you sit waiting hopefully
For a life you think could be happy
Will I push on through ′til the weather turns?
Will you lose your cool when I never learn?
Will it all work out?
Will I shed my doubts?
Will I be something you could live without?

Oh no


It's the season
I′m repeating
Hopeless lines
I've practiced one too many times
Losing sight
Deluded into thinking that
Self-aware means self-loathing

So I can justify the all-too-frequent tendency
Of criticizing people happier than me
Self-aware means self-loathing